“Or a blow job, or...” Brad could no longer speak as the incredible sensations Kim was creating in his cock overwhelmed him. It had been a long time since he had last cum and he could feel that he was about to shoot. “I’m going to cum!” he nearly screamed as he tried to remove his cock from her mouth.But to no avail. She could feel his pulsations begin, so she eased the head of his cock up to her mouth with one hand while with her other she began gently to squeeze his balls and sac. He exploded. The only change in Kim, though, was that she was gulping down his semen while sucking on his cock for all she was worth. There was a second spurt, a third, and a fourth. Brad thought that he was being completely drained, and that was exactly what Kim was trying to do.When she was certain that his shooting had stopped, she eased the tip of his prick from her mouth and studied it, while at the same time she weighed his sac in her other hand. “I didn’t do it right, did I?” she asked with a woeb
Brad thought for a minute and then slowly shook his head. “Naah, I can’t.”“Why not?”“Because I can’t find a replacement for you, is why not,” he replied. Then he grinned and added, “Incidentally, young lady, your pussy is as sweet as sugar. And you know what?”“What?”“The more you came, the sweeter your syrup was. Kimberley Kramer, you are the sweetest thing on two feet!”“It’s not Kramer, it’s Kane! What are you doing to me?”“Just trying to get you used to your new name,” he replied without further elaboration.“Bradley Kramer, I hate you,” she murmured softly as she was overtaken by sleep.Moments later, Brad was asleep too.Early Saturday morning, the young couple got into Kim’s car for the drive down to the Christians. Because the directions to reach their place were very complex, once they exited the freeway Kim gave Brad the job of navigating. By this time, Brad realized they were about 30 miles southeast of LA, but in the valley, not on the coast. Although it was supposed t
Kim just raised an eyebrow.“Come on. I’ll show you,” Carol said.The foursome were walking toward the largest of the outbuildings. As they drew closer, Kim became aware of a low humming sound that became more noticeable the closer they came. Taking out a key, Bill opened a steel door that seemed quite heavy. The instant the door was opened, the noise was much louder.Leading the way inside, he just stood aside without saying a word.“Good grief!” Kim exclaimed. “You have not one but two gas turbines. They’re both generators, aren’t they? And they’re big!”Now both Carol and Bill were laughing. “Yes, they are big,” Carol conceded. “Either one can provide about double our total power requirements. We have two so one can be shut down for maintenance and all that good stuff.”“But the fuel... ?” Kim asked.“That’s my smart john,” Carol responded. “But he uses it to cheat me. Instead of paying me for my sexual services in cash, he pays with fuel for the generators.”“And the fuel?” Kim pe
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Carol retorted. “Let’s go inside.”“But the barbecue... ?” Kim asked, utterly baffled.Carol didn’t reply but just led the way back inside, entering using a sliding door into the kitchen. “We’ll just do it in here where it’s nice and cool.”Only then did Brad and Kim notice a built-in gas grill. In just moments it was going and Bill began grilling hot dogs and hamburgers while Carol took salads already made from the refrigerator.In just a few minutes the now-famished foursome were eating.Kim looked around and finally shook her head. “Nope,” she said softly as if she were talking to herself, “it’s not a real picnic.”“What’s wrong? Why not?” Carol asked, feeling hurt. She thought the whole thing was delightful. And Bill had done his usual fine job cooking, while the salads, she thought, were lovely.“Where are the flies? The ants? All the other creepy-crawly things... ? Nope. It’s not a real picnic,” Kim announced.Finally realizing that Kim had been jerking he
“What do you mean?” Carol almost screamed. It was all she could do to retain control of the car.“Look, it’s pretty simple,” Bill explained. “This whole lawyer thing was just a cover for your real occupation. Why you couldn’t have chosen an honest profession like exotic dancer or something is another question, but that’s beside the point. But now ... I mean ... That kind of money and those allowances are beyond being a cover story — way beyond. So it’s all over. I mean ... acting like I’m married to a ... a... lawyer? My God! I would never live it down.”By now Carol realized that Bill was just jerking her chain. “All right for you, Bill Christian. But just remember that Ali McGrath Clifford is a lawyer, and so is Kathy Carlson. So there!”By this time they were off the freeway and wending their way through the streets. Finding the entrance to the PHA development, Carol drove in, found the Carlson’s town house, and pulled into their drive.As the four emerged from the car, the front d
“Lady what?” Kim almost screamed.“Well, we serve Lady Kathy and Sir Ken,” Marie explained. “And since your husbands—”“I have no husband!” Kim interrupted. “Brad Kramer is ... is ... just a good friend.”It was all Carol could do to contain what would have been raucous laughter.“You may not be married,” Marie insisted, “but he’s your man. You love him and he loves you. Now when are you getting married?”“What are you saying?” Kim exclaimed. “We’re just friends...”“Sure you are,” Celeste chimed in. “That’s why you almost attacked Lady Kathy when she kissed Sir Bradley.”“What?” Kim nearly screamed. “What did you say? And how do you know, anyway?”“Because we were watching you is how we know,” Celeste explained blithely. “Now it’s time to get this show on the road...”The two small girls helped Kim and Carol from the pool and laid them on massage tables. Then they began working on the two women with all of their very considerable skill. With the massages complete, they helped the wom
“Yes, sir.”“And it’s really a road car, right? High-speed grand touring?”“Yes, sir.”“Look, Kimberly, why don’t you come into the office — we’re not that far away — and Bill and I will explain what we have in mind.” He paused and then added, “And don’t bother to dress. Whatever you’re wearing right now would be fine.”“But what if I’m not dressed at all?” she asked with a giggle.“Better yet!” he replied with a aural leer.Kim was at the office less than fifteen minutes later and was told by the receptionist that George Harrison and Bill Miller were waiting for her in George’s office. The two explained that they were reacting to a suggestion from an employee — unnamed — regarding sales.“Look,” George explained, “we’re a machine-tool company, but our salesmen aren’t engineers. The suggestion — made by a senior salesperson, by the way — is for us to use team selling: a salesman and a technical support person. Kim, since what we’re now selling are tools you designed yourself, there’s
Arriving at Johnson, she grabbed her hardhat and followed Brad to the reception area. A secretary soon appeared to take Brad to his appointment and a few minutes later a man appeared to greet Kim. He introduced himself as Sam Baxter, the plant manager, and led the way back to the plant floor.As soon as they reached the floor, Kim was glad she was wearing what she was. It was already hot and, since it was still early in the day, it was going to get hotter. If the production area was air-conditioned it wasn’t having much effect.Sam took her to an AT machine and introduced her to its operator, Mary. Kim noted privately the fact that at Johnson, like so many other companies these days, people didn’t seem to have last names. Baxter introduced Kim as the technical expert from AT, and Kim found herself greeted with a frown.The machine was a small stamping press. Mary took a small sheet of steel from a stack, carefully positioned it in the press, then activated it. After the machine cycled